Broken Faith

There's no magic around this life to wait
All those saints comitted terrible sins
But in the end they were people like us
Trying to make their best to live their peace

It seems life never have absolutes
At the end our reality is what defines if we're right or wrong
It doesn't matter if we choose to believe them
Or just to believe in ourselves

I don't believe what i used to believe
I'm waiting for my own apocalypse